The one person and one insect that appeared out of nowhere caused riots on Langton Street. Although Sells' men had blocked the entire street, they did not move the tourists in the shop, so someone had already noticed them.
"What's that, a bug-like new car?"
"Eight legs are a bit realistic."
"Huh? It seems to have glanced at me..."
"… Live?"
His Excellency Prince, who had lit up his "Insect Riding Skill" in his lifetime, was already in a stagnant pool. He patted the bug's head and said, "Good boy, let me down."
Xi Jin panted, tears filled his small eyes: "What did you inject me with, it's so hot..."
Nalen narrowed his eyes: "It's just a serious catalyst, don't pan out for other effects."
Xi Jin: "Ah, but it's really... so hot, so uncomfortable..."
Naren: "..."
Accompanied by some indescribable screams, they turned into a corner, and a strange sour smell entered their nostrils. It turned out to be the garbage collection place of the whole street.
The giant worm under his feet was like a collapsed hill, crashing down on a certain garbage dump,
"Ugh... it hurts so much." The gasping young voice sounded from below him.
The big black worm disappeared, and was replaced by a young boy with soft blond hair and milk-white skin. Amidst the filth, there was a certain sense of holiness.
The catalyst finally took effect, but Naren's heart remained unmoved, and he was even a little confused.
Why did the transformed boy not wear clothes
—The naked boy was ridden under by a suspicious man wearing a mask, and he was still screaming in pain.
When the cleaners lead the cleaning robot to work, what they see is such a frenzied picture.
He immediately took out the terminal and tried to call the police, but he heard the suspected molester say to the boy, "Xiao Chong, we were seen."
"Ah!" The young man immediately screamed, tremblingly embraced the man's arm, tremblingly: "What should I do?"
Naren raised his handcuffed hands and motioned for his little partner to untie them for him.
The gold-eating bug's eyes lit up suddenly, and it opened its mouth to bite the metal handcuffs, "click, click", and quickly finished eating in a few seconds.
All of this was blocked by Nalen sideways. From the sight of outsiders, the man could only see the man pat the young man on the shoulder to comfort him, then took off his coat soon after, and wrapped the naked young man around.
After doing all this, the man turned his head and looked coldly at the cleaner who entered by mistake.
Cleaner: "..." Today's young people really know how to play.
He silently prepared to leave, but within a few steps, he found the man in the mask chasing him.
"You... what do you want to do?"
Naren restrained him, quickly pulled off the opponent's belt, and tied his hands. Then start to take off his clothes.
Cleaner: "..."
After a while, the teenager in the uniform of the cleaner led the cleaning robot and walked out of the garbage dump with his head down—because of the pungent smell of the workplace, the uniform was equipped with a mask.
It stands to reason that with such full armor, as long as one is careful, it is difficult to make any mistakes. But he seemed to be very timid, with a pair of dark eyes rolling around, and a shrinking aura in his whole body.
The patrolling soldier noticed that something was wrong with him, and walked over to ask, "Are you all right?"
Xi Jin trembled in fright, faltering and unable to speak.
The soldier felt that there was something wrong with him, and asked, "Did you see a bug and a man in black?"
Heejin shook his head like a rattle.
The soldier narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't be nervous... I mean nothing."
Xi Jin trembled even more, but still said nothing.
The soldier suddenly raised his voice: "What's going on?"
Xijin let out a "wow" and cried, "Uncle policeman, I shouldn't be working as a minor! But I have to take care of my grandmother who is seriously ill, and I have to pay off the debts of my father who is a gambling addict. I have no choice! Please, don't catch me!"
The soldier was silent for a moment: "...child labor?"
Hee-jin whimpers, his wet eyes full of innocence.
The soldier silently took out his wallet and stuffed him with a ticket.
—Underage terminals do not have permission to receive and pay, but cash can be used anywhere.
"Your behavior is illegal..." Seeing the boy's exposed eyes, he was about to shed tears, and he immediately stated his position: "If it is really difficult, you can go to the local office to apply for the subsistence allowance, the empire will not let a child bear the burden So much life stresses. Anyways, boy, be strong."
The teenager shed tears of emotion and choked up: "Thank you, Uncle Police!"
Soldier: "..." They are not in the same system as the police station. But this child seems to have an inexplicable sense of trust in this title.
Seeing that Xi Jin escaped the interrogation without any risk, Naren, who was hiding in the dark, was convinced in his heart.
—Children with acting skills can't suffer.
Naren no longer had to worry about the future, and concentrated on thinking about his escape plan.
He squatted in the garbage dump with a straight face, took out the terminal and started searching, and when he saw a shopping mall nearby, a thoughtful light appeared in his eyes.
Stretch out your finger and poke it a few times, and a communication request is sent instantly.
"Naron?"
The familiar annoying voice sounded again.
Talking to Sells twice in one day is a record.
But this time, Naren used the original tone.
"It's me. I want to talk to you about yesterday."
Sells didn't reply immediately, he seemed to be pondering his intentions, and said after a while: "You say."
"Illya is very important to me. Although she is stubborn, stubborn, and even a little disrespectful... But it cannot be denied that she is my niece, and I still love her."
Nalen took a deep breath and began to feel emotional: "After going back last night, she told me about her experience when she was attacked... The situation was critical at that time. Without you, terrible things might have happened."
Sells said lightly: "She is safe now, and this matter is over."
"The past of the crisis doesn't mean it never existed. Sells..." He paused for a few seconds: "Thank you."
Sells: "…"
What did he just hear
Nalen quickly continued: "One size is one size, this is a matter of thanks."
Sells: "Yeah, I know."
Nalen said: "So... if it's convenient, let's have a meal together?"
After saying this sentence, everything after that became smoother. In order to prevent being rejected, Naren said quickly: "I am already on my way to Sunset Volcano. I heard that there is a restaurant nearby, which tastes good."
He knew why and asked, "By the way, where are you now?"
Sells didn't reply for a long time.
Naren deeply understands this. After all, a person who has never been on good terms with him suddenly invites him, and anyone else will be puzzled.
"Langton Street." Sells announced the name of the place.
Nalen expected to wait longer for a reply, and was even prepared to be rejected. But I never expected that the other party directly gave the location.
He quickly adjusted and continued to perform the trick.
"What a coincidence, I'm also on this street."
Sells: "…"
Naren: "There was movement on the street just now, it doesn't have anything to do with you, does it?"
Sells: "It's kind of related."
Nalen: "Do I need to stay in the store and wait for the storm to pass before reuniting with you?"
Sells seemed to be thinking, and then replied after a moment: "I'm..."
Naren didn't let him finish his sentence: "After working together for so many years, I don't seem to have ever been alone with you."
Sells: "Where are you?"
Naren reported a position.
Sells replied, "I'll get you."
Naren ended the communication, straightened out his messy hairstyle, took off his mask, rolled it up with his large coat, threw his hand into the garbage dump, and returned to the street calmly.
I walked to the mall and changed into a pair of clean shoes. Thinking of the "Aijiacao" smell that Sells mentioned, he turned to the perfume counter and sprayed it a few times to cover up all the existence that might reveal his identity.
Ten minutes later, Nalen, who was in the rest area of the shopping mall, finally waited for someone to pick him up.
"A little meeting ceremony." He handed over the gift he had prepared, and asked in a natural tone: "I thought you were still at Sunset Volcano, didn't you say that the hot spring will last until noon?"
Sells received the gift from the prince, and it was packaged in a delicate box, "Something happened, and I left early."
Nalen expressed regret: "It's a pity."
He pointed to the gift and said, "I turned into the mall halfway to buy it, but when I came out, I saw the bug that attacked Ilya. Did you let it escape?"
Words similar to questioning exposed the contradiction between the two.
Only in this way can people think that his sudden show of favor is just to further humiliate the other party.
The purpose of this invitation was obviously to express gratitude, but... With his relationship with Sells, people were more willing to believe that this was Prince Xavier's whim after seeing the bugs, and under the guise of thanking him, he practiced insinuation.
True or false, Nalen didn't know whether he had achieved the desired effect.
Sells had a calm expression, showing no flaws.
"It was rescued."
Nalen frowned: "It was wrong to let the giant worm sneak into the clubhouse before, but now it has escaped... Forget it, I hope this matter can come to an end as soon as possible."
Sells said: "I hope." The two words that were understated ended the topic, "Didn't you say that you are going to eat, the place has been chosen?"
Naren smiled: "Of course."
On the way, he bumped into Dia who was in a hurry, and Naren even greeted him.
Dia's expression was very strange, and his eyes switched back and forth between him and Sells, and finally landed on the gift box in Sells's hand, and he froze, as if a complicated psychological activity had begun.
Dia: "You..."
Sells said indifferently: "I leave the matter of Langton Street to you."
Dia: "I..."
Naren said: "The barbecue in that store is very good, I think you will like it."
Sells nodded: "Sounds good."
Dia: "..."
While Dia watched him off, Naren got into Sells' car.
The car body shook slightly, and the scenery on both sides began to move backward.
Leaning on the soft back of the chair, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time felt an inexplicable sense of pride in his heart—he got into Sells' car and left Longton Street openly, and he almost wanted to praise his wit.